Tuesday, February 17, 2009

are we overreacting - she's in a computer what can she do

i'm watching ralphie may talking about acid. omg. download this. but here's what i love

his friend: yeah, we're gonna do acid
ralphie: *you're not* - your afraid of heights
his friend: dude it's a single story house what could go wrong
ralphie: anywhere in your house does it go from carpet to linoleum

i can't stop laughing. oh and kim - he says - a NUMBER of times ***a _little_ dab'll do ya!!!!!***
just saying

so i heard on the radio that some houses in greenwich connecticut aren't selling because either people don' thave the money or they are embarrassed to spend it. they went on to have a car dealer on saying that a guy traded in a rolls royce for a much more modest car. ya know what - maybe there is hope yet.

we did an archangel meditation tonight (i almost typed medication) and that wiped my ass out. but i have made the child's lunch and breakfast packed his school bag put out his clothes. oh, and i have one thing left to wash - a comforter. and not only is the laundry done but it's put away. well, some of my clothes are folded neatly on top of a shelf because i don't have enough room for all my clothes. pathetic. my next thing is to get rid of some of it. i swear i don't know how it multiplies.

i keep starting to tell you certain things about gideon's death or the events surrounding it and then i stop myself because a number of them are things i haven't said to anyone and a few are things only iknow. believe me none of it is earth shattering but at the moment they are completely and utterly mine.

good goddamn, i'm having some serious charlie horses to go along with my hip pain. did i mention i think i figured that out?? i think i did mention that.

that's it friends - good night. what?? you were expecting more?? well . . .

My predecessor, (Mr. Flutie), may have gone in for all that touchy-feely relating nonsense, but he was eaten. You're in my world now. And this blog (Sunnydale) has touched and felt for the last time.

2 comments:

I'm Scooter, but I might be a troll. said...

Hmm. Conspicuous consumption is out of vogue. Cool.

So, I have been hearing these weird stories about this 1970s flick called Zardoz. I think Kim and I should watch it. It was apparently written for the express purpose of freaking people out who are on acid.

cassdawn said...

yes, perhaps if people can get past needing to own everything in sight they can see where generosity is actually of benefit to themselves.

as far as i'm concerned most modern children's programming was written for (and by) people on drugs. try waking up in the hospital on morphine and demerol to that friggin baby in the sun from teletubbies.

so, since it is what i do - i went and looked up your movie. i doubt it was made for that purpose though i believe it would get the job done. course there is reference to the wizard of oz which DEF is about acid. :) just the picture of sean connery in his red diaper is enough. and i think you would be interested one of the themes is apparently eugenics. plus charlotte rampling . . .. mmmmmm